Nightfall (John Freeman Poems)
I Eve goes slowly Dancing lightlyClad with shadow up the hills; Birds their singing Cease at last, and silenceFalling like fine rain the valley ...
I Eve goes slowly Dancing lightlyClad with shadow up the hills; Birds their singing Cease at last, and silenceFalling like fine rain the valley ...
IN the deep heart of furthest fairyland Where foot of man has never trodden yet The enchanted portals ...
Oh! Have you stolen out, one summer morningTo pick white crocus 'neath the garden wall,Or shaken softly the big scented ...
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